Submissions by Finding_herself
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2013 8:11pm
2nd Jan 2013 8:11pm
A date with an atheist.
I kissed a girl
with a cross around her neck.
But her lips
Didn't taste like church.
But her hips sure
Felt like God.
I wonder what
Her pastor would
Think of this
Little girl in the choir.
I wonder if
That cross around
Her neck
Means more to me
Than it does to her.
with a cross around her neck.
But her lips
Didn't taste like church.
But her hips sure
Felt like God.
I wonder what
Her pastor would
Think of this
Little girl in the choir.
I wonder if
That cross around
Her neck
Means more to me
Than it does to her.
876 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Jan 2012 8:36pm
1st Jan 2012 8:36pm
dead
Ugly
Stupid
Unworthy
Unlovable
Fat
Worthless
Lesbian
Freak
Loser
Pathetic
Cutter
Quiet
Alone
Dead.
Stupid
Unworthy
Unlovable
Fat
Worthless
Lesbian
Freak
Loser
Pathetic
Cutter
Quiet
Alone
Dead.
829 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Mar 2011 1:25am
9th Mar 2011 1:25am
The only thing I want
Can your heart be in two places at once? Is it wrong?
I like him.
I love her.
The problem is..
I'm still afraid she doesn't quite know what she wants.
She tells me she's attracted to me..she tells me she loves me, needs me, wants me. But she's still confused.
He likes me. I like him. He's charming, witty, funny, cute, bright, sweet.
He's everything I look for in a guy. He's the exact definition of the perfect guy for me. But I'm afraid my heart has done some rearranging. And I'm not looking for a guy.
When I'm with him I think of...
I like him.
I love her.
The problem is..
I'm still afraid she doesn't quite know what she wants.
She tells me she's attracted to me..she tells me she loves me, needs me, wants me. But she's still confused.
He likes me. I like him. He's charming, witty, funny, cute, bright, sweet.
He's everything I look for in a guy. He's the exact definition of the perfect guy for me. But I'm afraid my heart has done some rearranging. And I'm not looking for a guy.
When I'm with him I think of...
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jan 2011 00:24am
21st Jan 2011 00:24am
Maybe
Maybe if I call you,
just one more time
it'll put it through my mind,
that you're the one I'm meant to be with.
Maybe if I tell you,
just one more secret
I'll feel like I trust you
Then I wont have to lie,
just maybe.. is it possible?
Maybe if I kiss you,
just one more time
I'll actually feel the spark,
that you always talk about.
Maybe, just maybe.
Maybe if I tell you
that I love you
enough times,
maybe.. just maybe
I'll start to believe my lies too.
yeah, probably not.
just one more time
it'll put it through my mind,
that you're the one I'm meant to be with.
Maybe if I tell you,
just one more secret
I'll feel like I trust you
Then I wont have to lie,
just maybe.. is it possible?
Maybe if I kiss you,
just one more time
I'll actually feel the spark,
that you always talk about.
Maybe, just maybe.
Maybe if I tell you
that I love you
enough times,
maybe.. just maybe
I'll start to believe my lies too.
yeah, probably not.
958 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Nov 2010 11:44pm
14th Nov 2010 11:44pm
I wish you would have found your reason </3
She strikes her pain , with a tip of a blade bleeding her feelings away,
she puts up a fight all through the night to wake up the next morning,
she promised her best friend that she wouldn't do it agian, but she neverreally wanted to be,
there til the end although pain and break continue to takethe life of her.
Because all that she wanted was not to be haunted by the pain and past in her stead, and as she closes her eyes for the very last time, she raises a gun to her head, she dare not pull thetrigger because she was bigger,
thanthis pain and ambush, so instead of binding...
she puts up a fight all through the night to wake up the next morning,
she promised her best friend that she wouldn't do it agian, but she neverreally wanted to be,
there til the end although pain and break continue to takethe life of her.
Because all that she wanted was not to be haunted by the pain and past in her stead, and as she closes her eyes for the very last time, she raises a gun to her head, she dare not pull thetrigger because she was bigger,
thanthis pain and ambush, so instead of binding...
882 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Nov 2010 2:22am
12th Nov 2010 2:22am
Just one more cut </3
Heart beat pounding in my ear,
just one more cut
turn this water crimson.
just one more cut
turn this water crimson.
880 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Oct 2010 6:26pm
16th Oct 2010 6:26pm
(i dont like titles..
In your room,
you lie on your bed.
I glance at you,
waiting for any sign,
any glimpse of hope
that you want me next to you.
After what seems to be an eternity,
you pat the space next to you.
At first I refuse,shaking my head..
but we both knew
I couldnt resist your charm,
or that sweet smile.
Laying next to you,
it felt so right.
Our bodies close,
arms tangled around one another.
Being together for the first real time,
and I've never felt so right.
We layed there together,
allowing...
you lie on your bed.
I glance at you,
waiting for any sign,
any glimpse of hope
that you want me next to you.
After what seems to be an eternity,
you pat the space next to you.
At first I refuse,shaking my head..
but we both knew
I couldnt resist your charm,
or that sweet smile.
Laying next to you,
it felt so right.
Our bodies close,
arms tangled around one another.
Being together for the first real time,
and I've never felt so right.
We layed there together,
allowing...
843 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Aug 2010 7:12pm
5th Aug 2010 7:12pm
An etirnity together.
With lips so soft,
how could one resist?
With how you touch,
how could one stop the butterflies?
With a hand so tender,
how could one keep from holding it?
With a body so trimmed,
how could one keep from cradling you?
With a voice so sensational,
how could one keep from smiling?
With a heart so pure,
how could anyone have let it drop?
With eyes so beautiful,
how could one look away?
With a love like yours,
I could need nothing else.
You listen while others turn their head.
You saw right through the act.
Straight...
how could one resist?
With how you touch,
how could one stop the butterflies?
With a hand so tender,
how could one keep from holding it?
With a body so trimmed,
how could one keep from cradling you?
With a voice so sensational,
how could one keep from smiling?
With a heart so pure,
how could anyone have let it drop?
With eyes so beautiful,
how could one look away?
With a love like yours,
I could need nothing else.
You listen while others turn their head.
You saw right through the act.
Straight...
750 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Jul 2010 10:54pm
15th Jul 2010 10:54pm
im not so good with titles >.<...
Never have I seen a sky shine so blue,
like your eyes used to.
Before that girl
who stole your heart
and drown it in an ocean,
that was nearly as icy as your eyes are now.
What character she must have had,
to steal the heart of a boy so true
and beat it 'till red turned blue.
Now you've come to me,
broken and weak.
But don't worry my dearest,
I'll be your crutch
untill you can stand on your own;
'till you can fly again
Because
While the strong fall
and the weak rise,
I'll be there for you..
Forever by...
like your eyes used to.
Before that girl
who stole your heart
and drown it in an ocean,
that was nearly as icy as your eyes are now.
What character she must have had,
to steal the heart of a boy so true
and beat it 'till red turned blue.
Now you've come to me,
broken and weak.
But don't worry my dearest,
I'll be your crutch
untill you can stand on your own;
'till you can fly again
Because
While the strong fall
and the weak rise,
I'll be there for you..
Forever by...
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ANGER POEM
Published
13th Jul 2010 9:56pm
13th Jul 2010 9:56pm
"Mother"
you're a lying
favoring
minupliating
demanding
cold
bitter
whore.
you must have thought your past would never reach me.
what kind of a world are you living it?
do you ever tell the truth?
do you ever think about anyone other than yourself?
probably not,
and that would explain why you want to bury my father
in all this bull shit that you keep causing him to go through.
i've come to realize.
I hate it here,
youre a bitch,
you rarely try
and when you do
it just makes me hate you more.
you favor him,
he...
favoring
minupliating
demanding
cold
bitter
whore.
you must have thought your past would never reach me.
what kind of a world are you living it?
do you ever tell the truth?
do you ever think about anyone other than yourself?
probably not,
and that would explain why you want to bury my father
in all this bull shit that you keep causing him to go through.
i've come to realize.
I hate it here,
youre a bitch,
you rarely try
and when you do
it just makes me hate you more.
you favor him,
he...
1068 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2010 3:20am
20th Jun 2010 3:20am
Because Baby, you've got me.
Because Baby,
you've got my smiling,
like tomorrow will never come.
When we walk
our hands meet.
Now I'm on top or the world,
and you are mine.
Because Baby,
you've got me dancing,
like the most foolish girl.
But when we dance together
nothing else matters
except how you hold me, close.
Because Baby,
you've got me singing.
Singing the most beautiful songs.
And when we sing together,
harmonies collide
and worlds entwine.
Oh Baby,
you've got me.
you've got my smiling,
like tomorrow will never come.
When we walk
our hands meet.
Now I'm on top or the world,
and you are mine.
Because Baby,
you've got me dancing,
like the most foolish girl.
But when we dance together
nothing else matters
except how you hold me, close.
Because Baby,
you've got me singing.
Singing the most beautiful songs.
And when we sing together,
harmonies collide
and worlds entwine.
Oh Baby,
you've got me.
860 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jun 2010 9:33pm
19th Jun 2010 9:33pm
The last poem i'll write.
Why do i write?
I dont write well.
I dont deserve to write.
I have no abusive parents.
Or some boy who has broken my heart.
Sure i have some messed up "friends"
but they arent even a start
to what some poets write about.
I dont use big words.
I dont make sense.
I dont deserve to write
when all the kids are suffering.
They should write,
sense they actually have something interesting to say.
I'll just quit now.
Have a nice day.
I dont write well.
I dont deserve to write.
I have no abusive parents.
Or some boy who has broken my heart.
Sure i have some messed up "friends"
but they arent even a start
to what some poets write about.
I dont use big words.
I dont make sense.
I dont deserve to write
when all the kids are suffering.
They should write,
sense they actually have something interesting to say.
I'll just quit now.
Have a nice day.
1073 reads
8 Comments
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